Chapter 174: Benefits

After upgrading my mystical weapon to level twelve I felt so great about it. It was even evident on my face and I was smiling like a greedy kid who just ate to his satisfaction. In reality, my expression was very much normal to what many normal people would have felt at that time. A mystical weapon, no matter how low its level was, could increase the survival of its wielder. It was what several players wanted to get their hands on and they would pay anything to get their hands on one.

I watched as the other four players deactivated their player skills but they were still vigilant around me. Their eyes were still weary and observed me from their positions. Even the calm Red Witch was also observing me despite showing me a calm side. I was a level twenty mysterious player who just came out of the blues to kill a level twenty dragon and player. It could raise suspicions around anyone.

I decided to ignore their vigilance and turned to look at the dragon's and players' corpses which were y